Not a single call, note or text
Just a missing set of keys
Gone at a quarter past 12
When you thought I wouldn’t see
It became a frequent occurrence
For you to disappear,
Vanish without a goodbye
Into the cold night air
Where would you go,
To the shop, or the pub? And then
I realised you were cheating, darling
You just couldn’t cover it up
Around 5 you’d come back
Believing I was asleep
Slinking under the covers
Before the alarm started to beep
It was driving me insane
The daily distance in your eyes
Love gone, and purely absent
Replaced with tired, empty sighs
You thought you were clever
But I found out her name
If only you were smarter
Honey, you’re not, what a shame
Now the wondering is gone
And I can sleep without pretending
I feel relief now, my love
The constant stress finally ending
It’s much better now that
I always know your location
Since I buried you next to her
Right underneath our pink carnations
From: Creative Writing